Move Me

Smoke and mirrors instigate this impressionable and naive as it seems moments and pulses, sighs and moans the softness of light in between Move me slowly, turn the tide pushing me endlessly toward the edge a grip, a nudge, one well placed bite a fountain in firey and ardent unrest Kiss me deeply, steal my breath fool me, tease me, close my eyes lay long near me as day bows out and shadows ink the skies Move me steadily, [...]










